Blackstone Code Chapter 412: Land Battleship
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Two nights later, a train moved slowly on the tracks entering the Ameria region, and in the dark it looked different from a normal train.
At the very front of the train, there are two railcars with some rails keeping a certain distance from the train to ensure that there are no problems with the railway.
Since the intensified activities of the rebel groups began, various public facilities in the entire Ameria region have been damaged, and the railway is naturally one of them.
The railway system in the Ammelia region is basically in a semi-disabled state. Even if the Gevra people repair the railway early in the morning, the rebel group will destroy the railway before night.
The purpose of this is to prevent the Gefrans from being able to move quickly in the area, so that the rebel group will not get anxious and be surrounded when attacking some targets.
Without the rapid transport capability of trains, reinforcements would not come as quickly even if they were slowed down.
This method has been proven effective, and people are more willing to disrupt the rail network between cities.
However, it is somewhat surprising that the railways to other areas have not been damaged on a large scale. On the one hand, the upper family of the rebel group is not very interested in these railways, and on the other hand, they destroy these railways. It doesn't make much sense.
Now the Gefra region is facing a lot of problems, such as food shortages.
After the war, the Gefra people focused their development on rebuilding the city. Compared with the reconstruction work in the countryside and rural areas, the reconstruction work lags behind. Except for a few areas that have begun to restore agricultural production, the major cities have not yet Able to be self-sufficient in food.
This must rely on food imports, and the smooth flow of the railway has become the basis for ensuring that people do not go hungry, so no one will destroy this lifeline of the local people, if there is no big profit drive.
The train was moving slowly. Haiyan and his men found a commanding height nearby to observe the material transport train. The occasional light passing over the body in the dark night allowed them to only have a general view.
The high-stacked carriages are covered with canvas, which is just the most basic measure to prevent heavy rains. After all, the Ameria area is by the sea, and it rains here and there from time to time in summer.
It's just that the things inside these canvases seem to be stacked too high, obviously exceeding the normal height, and the locomotive of this train is also very special.
It's bigger than any locomotives Haiyan and others have ever seen before, giving it a powerful feeling, and although its wheels turn slowly, every turn is full of power.
"There seems to be no problem..."
Haiyan observed for a while and then expressed her opinion, "Maybe this is their new train."
There is a touch of envy and jealousy in the tone. People who have never experienced a war or experienced the shame and humiliation brought by defeat cannot feel this urgency, and desperately hope that they can become stronger!
The locomotive is also a powerful performance, a powerful industrial performance. If its technical content exceeds that of the most advanced locomotives in other countries, then Gavra will lead other countries in terms of land transportation capacity.
When will we be able to have such scientific research capabilities?
Mutting her lips, Haiyan looked at the chief instructor beside her. The chief instructor was a little unsure now. The train moved slowly in the canyon under the hillside.
There are many Gevra soldiers escorting the train. From his point of view, he can't find any problems. Except for the accident that the locomotive is too long and too large, it may be the only train that has too many things. This is weird.
Just when they were still undecided, one of the ropes holding the canvas suddenly loosened, whether it was because the Gevra were careless, or if the soldiers in charge of bundling were not careful enough when tying the ropes .
In an instant, Haiyan could clearly hear the sound of gasping for breath from some places around him, but at this time he could no longer pay attention to the people around him who had the same thoughts as him. His eyes, Everyone else's eyes were focused on the first carriage of the train.
A mountain of weapons!
Brand new weapons, as well as crates of ammo and medical samples!
Even just a corner of the carriage is enough to make people's heart beat faster and their blood boil!
It's comical that the rebel groups within the Ameria region use almost exclusively gefra weapons.
Rebel groups and local rulers use the same standard weapons, and even come from the same arsenal.
It is said that Emperor Gafra has ordered the imprisonment of the owners of two military industrial enterprises, including a viscount, but it still cannot solve the flow of a large number of Gafra-style equipment into the Ameria area.
This has brought a more terrifying trend to the whole region, as both sides have the same weapons, they sometimes have to attack Gafra people's outposts or arsenals in order to supply, which also makes the hatred between the two sides continue to escalate.
People on the hillside are well aware that there are ten brand-new weapons in every box with the rifle logo printed on it, and a full 2,000 rounds of bullets in every tin can with bullets printed on it!
And those medical kits, which contain enough medicine for them to treat three to five moderately wounded.
These are alluring temptations for rebel groups.
The character under the name of the hillside should be an officer who leaned out from a train behind and yelled loudly. The train slowly stopped and the soldiers resumed tying the ropes of the canvas.
All of this gives a... an irresistible temptation.
A gunshot shattered the calm of the night, and a Gevra soldier collapsed. Other soldiers ran around in a panic, and some climbed to the bottom of the train. The fierce attack broke out from the beginning.
Some light-pulling bullets directed people to aim, and soon the Gefrans were losing ground, eventually disappearing into the night.
Win!
Haiyan waved her fist, and just as he was about to lead someone down to enjoy the fruits of victory, the chief instructor suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed him to the ground.
The next second, the canvas covering the train carriage was uncovered, and turrets appeared in front of people. What kind of material transport vehicle is this? This is simply a moving land battleship!
Several searchlights suddenly lit up in the middle of the train, and the hillside in the dark was like day, and every detail was visible.
People raised their hands in amazement to block the strong light from the light source, and looked at the constantly rotating turrets through their fingers in horror, and then the end of the world came.
The thick explosion was like the movement of a tragic symphony. All the sounds disappeared in an instant, only the thick roar of the artillery.
"Your Excellency the Governor, our plan has succeeded.", more than a hundred kilometers away, the Governor sat in the room with his eyes closed.
The record in the gramophone slowly turned, and the "Roar" composed in his youth and middle age by the great composer Celes, who was called "the rhythmic poem" by Emperor Guevra, resounded throughout the room.
It wasn't graceful, soothing music. In his youth and middle age, Celes was going through the darkest phase of his life. His parents, wife and two children had all lost their lives in a plague. Only he and a few People escaped.
The entire town is littered with fallen corpses, rotting, smelling, and turning into thick streams of water all over the ground.
In order to prevent the spread of the plague outside the town, Gafra officially dispatched an army division to isolate the entire town, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.
In the midst of this extreme oppression and despair, Celes, on the verge of collapse, wrote his anger, struggle, questioning and ranting about fate, life with music!
The deep bass seems to be a flame that trembles from the depths of the throat, from the soul, making people feel a sense of insignificance in the face of fate, unwilling to do nothing for oneself, and shock!
The Governor closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly. His hands were sometimes stretched out in a soothing rhythm, and sometimes tightly clenched into fists.
The officers at the door did not dare to disturb the Governor, and stood there quietly until the last sound disappeared from the air.
"Huh...", the Governor opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, the servant brought a hot face towel, he picked up the face towel and put it on his face and wiped it.
It is his habit to apply a warm compress to his face after enjoying the music, which can completely relax him.
After a while, he took off the face towel, stood up, walked to the desk and sat down, looking up at the officer at the door, "We won?"
The officer's feet were tightly pressed together, and the heels of the metal boots collided with a crisp crashing sound, "Yes, Your Excellency, there is a message from the front that more than 400 mutilated corpses have been found. Only a few enemies escaped."
This may be the first time since the rebellion broke out that such a glorious victory has been achieved, but there is no joy in the Governor's face, and he even shakes his head, "No, this is not a victory, the war between us It's just beginning..."
He was silent for a moment and issued an order, "Notify all places, closely monitor the flow of medical resources, strengthen management, and start uninterrupted random inspections of family conditions..."
This is not a victory, the Governor knows it well ~IndoMTL.com~ they could even say they lost because they had to send the Empire's secret weapon to Ameria.
It was originally intended to be used as a weapon to advance the front line in the next war, but now it was exposed early!
This is a shame, a failure, but a no-brainer.
If the situation here is not brought under control as soon as possible, the entire region will soon become even more out of control, and Guevra's sovereignty may be squeezed into a few large cities.
After all, this is not the homeland of Gafra, and every non-Gafra in this land may be an enemy!
They are trapped in the enemy's lair, and the real war has just begun!
But he is confident of winning the war, because behind him stands one of the most powerful countries in the world. This is his confidence!
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